I came to you with best intentions.

Quiet time.

I'm going to be absent for a few weeks. I have a free month of Netflix, a few projects to wrap up, some books to read, and emotional crap to sort through. I'm glad the holidays are over, I'm thankful for the new year, but I'm feeling kind of blah and don't have the energy to properly socialize. I want to write letters and make cards, not talk.

I was chatting with a friend on facebook and noticed missing words/grammar issues in my messages, which irritates me to no end. They happen, my text/messager grammar is lazy and conversational at best, but this was stuff I should have noticed. My brain feels like it's shrouded in fog, a headache without the pain. I stumble over words when I speak and forget where I'm going mid-sentence. MS related? Speaking too fast, typing too much too quickly? I don't know.

...maybe today it's an after-effect of Abaddon Aurora (the third and last cat in our household) waking me up this morning by peeing on me. Wet warmth at my back stirred me from slumber, like when one of the kids pees the bed. I assumed it was Jack, glanced over my shoulder and saw a tail straight up in the air and a cat butt against my back. She's a few months old, still a kitten, but geez. It could be marking behavior or it could be a UTI. Vet visit incoming.

I want to write and draw, too. As long as I'm creating, I have a way through this slump. It might take a few days, a few weeks, two months, but I've got this.